Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 138 Mental Patient Dragon

"Run away!"

Sisula was taken aback by the sudden change of the white dragon in the cage, and Isis blocked between the cage and Ron with the fastest speed.

Only Ron stood quietly on the spot, his expression unchanged.

Ron could clearly see that the pupils of the white dragon in the cage were still dilated, and he hadn't woken up. The sudden words might just be his reaction in a nightmare.

Sure enough, after shouting "Run away!", the white dragon in the cage fell into a dazed state again.

Ron glanced at Isis approvingly, stretched out his claws and pushed him away from him, and then put his claws on the cage under Isis' worried eyes.

The magnetic force transformed by the current tore apart the cage kneaded by the forbidden magic alloy, twisted it into a ball of iron and put it in the storage ring, freeing the white dragon in it from the shackles of the cage.

Glancing at Isis, Ron smiled and said, "What? Worried about my safety? Think I'll get hurt here?"

Isis quickly lowered his head: "Don't dare."

Even though the cage had disappeared, Bailong was still lying there quietly. If it wasn't for the ups and downs of breathing and heartbeat, Ron would even think it was a corpse.

"How much do you know about him?" Ron asked as he approached and looked at Bailong.

Isis replied respectfully: "My lord, I have only been enslaved for 100 years, and I don't know much about him."

"But it doesn't matter."

Isis nodded and recalled: "The frost giant who captured me captured me by riding it. One-third of us dragons are like this, so even if we temporarily humiliate and obey the frost giant, we The relationship with him is not harmonious, in, in..."

Long En said: "Keep talking, don't hesitate."

"Yes." Isis bowed his head deeply, and said in a distorted tone: "We will also cooperate to exclude him when we are grabbing food."

"He usually can't squeeze us together, and he doesn't know how to resist, and he never retaliates, so he often doesn't eat enough food and needs extra feeding from frost giants. For this reason, he is also the one who suffers the most from frost giants. one."

Isis paused for a moment: "More than me."

"Is he not normal?" Ron looked at Isis.

"Yes, my lord." Isis nodded: "Except for when he was fighting by instinct, he was very demented at other times, unable to move, unable to roar, and motionless like a sculpture. It is said that it was because The Frost Giant had a problem with the ratio of herbs, which caused the effect of the medicine to destroy his brain, which made him look like this."

"As for his name, according to the conversations I had with the older dragons, they said he was called 'Milton', or maybe 'Kordage', these are the names contained in his unconscious voice."

"Also, he..."

"Run! Run! Ke Deqi! Run away!"

"Milton" lying in the corner or "Kordage"?After hearing the name Isis said, he reacted immediately, fluttering his wings in horror, waving his limbs and dragon tail unconsciously, but waving extremely hard as if his hands and feet were bound by some invisible thing.

Looking at Bailong's appearance, Ron was thoughtful.

"He told Korditch to run away? So he's Milton?"

But soon, the reaction of "Milton" made Ron deny his thoughts.

Bailong suddenly collapsed on the ground from being bound and restrained, panting with difficulty, while the dragon's claws were tightly clutching his abdomen.

"Milton! Don't look back! Run away!!!"

Ron was silent for a moment, frowning and slowly said: "Is he 'Kordage' or 'Milton'?"

From the beginning of the reaction, the white dragon in front of Ron kept switching between several roles, unconsciously repeating some sentences such as "run away!", "don't look back!".

Ron couldn't analyze anything useful from what he said, he could only judge that he definitely had a mental problem.

Ron tried to use his mental power to invade the opponent's brain. With his previous experience in searching the soul of the mountain giant shaman, Ron was quite familiar with the invasion.

As soon as it entered Bailong's mind, Ron was stunned by the scene before his intruded mental power condensed into his own appearance.

In the depths of Bailong's mind, there is a "group" of bloated, twisted and deformed soul body, which does not look like a normal soul at all.

Ron gave up on his own investigation and pulled the mental power out of Bailong's mind.

Shaking his head, Ron ordered: "Go and call Floris, you should know her, she is the spell scale you saw today."

"Yes, my lord." Isis withdrew respectfully.

Ron recalled that he was secretly imprinted on the soul by the legendary lich in the kingdom of thousand islands. Fortunately, Floris noticed and removed him, otherwise he might have been refined into an undead dragon by that legendary lich.

Fluris can even decipher the soul brand of the legendary lich, so she must have a way to deal with the deformed soul of this white dragon.

Floris, who had just left Ron's place not long ago, soon came to Ron again.

Floris rolled her eyes at Ron, and was suddenly attracted by the white dragon in the corner.

"Huh?" Floris frowned.

"How? What can you see?"

"Three twisted souls."

"Three?" Ron asked in surprise, "Can you bring him back to his senses?"

Floris didn't answer, but released a powerful spiritual force to wrap around Bailong's mind.

Everything in the soul happened silently, and Ron could only wait quietly. After more than an hour, Floris finally recovered from the state of trance.

Ron used spells to summon a hot wind, and wiped off the sweat beads on the thin scales of Floris' forehead, who was a little pale.

Fleury rolled her eyes mercilessly, and then said amidst Ron's sneer: "Their souls have been entangled for too long, and I can't separate them. I can only try to wake them up. If you want them If your soul completely returns to normal, you can only find a legendary spellcaster who is good at spells in the soul domain."

Ron, the legendary spellcaster who is good at the soul domain, really knows one, but it's just the giant shaman of the hill.

"It's enough to wake him up."

Ron just didn't want to waste a strong labor force. If it wasn't possible, he could accept a mentally ill labor force.

While speaking, the white dragon in the corner slowly opened his eyes, and his confused eyes gradually became solid and energetic.

Then, the white dragon covered his head in pain and groaned in pain. The dragon's tail frantically swung and hit the rock, smashing the rock to pieces. Pain relieved the pain in his mind.

Accompanied by Bailong's scream of pain, a mental force that shocked Long En surged out.

Ron couldn't help but swear: "What the hell is this? A legend!?"

(End of this chapter)